A note from Trixie

I got this note from Trixie written on the whiteboard in my baking kitchen. I am so inspired as my "Christmas bake rush" starts tomorrow!

My Fair Little Trixie

When Trixie woke up today, the first thing she asked me was, "Am I six na?"  I said yes and she gave a small giggly smile.  She only turned six, but somehow, the daily transformation from a little kid to my fair little lady always surprise me.  Instead of the usual kiddie-favorite chocolate cupcakes for her birthday, she insisted on vanilla cake with purple frosting (she wanted mint purple frosting but later compromised).  For her birthday gifts, she wanted roller skates and jewelry (but I didn't oblige to those wishes... not yet). Last year, she wanted high heels.  I even caught her daydreaming yesterday and I asked her what she was thinking about.  She said she was thinking of what dress to wear to school for her birthday.  She truly is quite a gem and I am very proud of her.  She is my little artist, my sweet ballerina, my darling daughter. 

Photo at right:  Trixie slipped out of her class today and gave me this.  I might have given her a wonderful birthday party in school, but she gave me the best gift ever.